The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
So maybe I'm a masochist
I try to run but I don't wanna ever leave
Til the walls are goin' up
In smoke with all our memories
You hit me twice, yeah, but who's countin'?
I may have hit you three times, I'm startin' to lose count
Hush baby, speak softly, tell me you'll be sorry
That you pushed me into the coffee table last night
So I can push you off me !
Sorry, im just cold hearted bitch.
